Chapter 43: Shanchi Haunted House (10)

"Mad brother... I’m too overdone..." Long Aowei looked at this scene and felt a bit flustered.
However, Xiaoshen’s performance was calmer, because he was not afraid of visceral things.
There is not much reaction to the sadness and bones. It’s just a slight brow and it’s a bit disgusting. It’s like the degree of calmness of the rain and the spelling of the seal.
"We assume that the invincible brother also encountered this scene on the second floor..." Feng did not know: "He is alone, the same corridor appears repeatedly in front of him, the image in the mirror suggests that he is trapped in his squirming intestines. In... what will he do?"
"Run." The rainy answer is always so simple and straightforward, and the words are like gold.
"Yes." Feng did not feel nodded. "So we can't run, and we must slow down."
"Is he died because he ran wildly?" Longao thought and said, "So... maybe there will be a trap in this repeated corridor? Or there are some naked eyes in the air that are hard to see. Steel wire?"
Xiao sighed: "We have already passed this road, why haven’t encountered a trap or bumped into it..."
"Is there a mirror here?" Feng Shuai interrupted. "The surrounding scenery can change at any time, it doesn't make sense." He reached out and knocked on the wall on the side of the corridor: "The wall may look like a wall. It may be a door, a window, or nothing. There is nothing in the air." He took out the baseball bat from the bag: "From now on, the environment of 'seeing' can no longer be used as a reference."
The seal went to the front of the dragon arrogant. "The next step is to lead the way with my eyes closed." He used the bat as a guide stick and leaned forward. "You don't have to close your eyes, just follow me." .
Whether I am ‘looking’ going to the wall or stepping on the air, don’t remind me, just follow me. He thought about it and said: "I will concentrate as much as possible and go faster, so the work of memory will be given to you." You don't need to remember the whole route, just remember the direction of the first two turns. If I turn in the same direction for the third time in a row, you will stop me.

"I said... this guy, what the are you doing?" The sad spirit couldn't help but ask the question that Long Aozhen had asked at the beginning.
"Great writers." Feng Shuai replied shamelessly.
Like the rain, the words immediately changed, and asked in the tone of doubt: "The novelist?"
"Wow, you are like a woman, you can guess it." Xiao sigh said.
It’s strange to be able to seal it. I thought in my heart:
This is the first time she has seen through her... What is the situation?

"Hey? Then you are a celebrity?" asked the tragedy.
"The popularity is probably not as good as that of the second and third actor." Feng Shuo said bluntly.
The sadness stunned, and she immediately opened the menu and looked at the player's nickname in the team bar. My heart said: I am crazy... I am crazy... No? Is he the "not aware"? Actually, the pen name and the net name are unconscious?
"Cousin...he is you..." The tragic turned his head and lowered his voice. He seemed to want to whisper something to the rain.
"Know it." It was raining but interrupted her, and then slightly raised the voice: "Now is not a chat, lead the way, Dawenhao."
Unconsciously, he didn't notice anything. He shrugged, turned around, closed his eyes, stretched his baseball bat forward, and began to move forward. There is no way to bend over. The length of the bat is about 100 cm. The length of the guide stick can generally extend to the user's chest, but the bat will over the waist.
The speed of the five people is naturally slightly slower than before, but in the case of blindness, this is already fast.
Until the first corner, everything was normal, and the walls at the end of the corridor were real. When I touched the wall, I turned left. The strange thing is that after he turned, he was not facing the corridor on the left, but was slightly skewed. The four people who squinted and then walked with him, and found an amazing situation, the unconscious body gradually embedded in the wall on the right side. They didn't talk, just walked with him. As the straight line of the unconscious movement and the line of the corridor wall were interlaced, everyone passed through the wall one after another.
The human eye is easily misleading, but the balance of the human body's own body allows us to walk straight out without the aid of vision.
These corridors seem to be right angles, but they are actually skewed. Unconsciously, he closed his eyes and waited at the end to turn to ninety degrees with his own feelings, so he deviated from the direction of the corridor.
Under his leadership, five people walked between the wall and the wall, the ground under the feet, the stairs, the decorations on both sides, and so on, all could not believe. The second floor of this big house is a wonderful space. Any scene seen in the eyes, whether it is a door, a window, a wall or even a large hole on the ground, is true and false, in a general sense. The maze is even more elusive. The seemingly straight corridor is also curved, but the place that looks like a wall can pass.
It is only by closing your eyes that it is possible to get out of the straight line here, and it is possible to move forward in accordance with the route in your mind, otherwise you will be confused.
This strange journey lasted for thirty minutes, during which time they did not encounter any traps and did not encounter ghost attacks. It seems that this illusion stretches even the ghosts who could have worn the wall.
Along the way, in addition to confusing the player's environmental changes, the "wearing colonoscopy" is not rare, there are many distorted portraits that make people look dizzy at first glance, visible everywhere on the wall. It can be said that the more the road is, the more frightening the chill is. If a person is in this script, squinting and slowly exploring and advancing, customs clearance is indeed possible, but it must have a strong psychological quality. .
The long silence made everyone's morale very low, but fortunately it was finally over.
Unexpectedly came to the front of a door, the real door, both sides are also real solid walls, it seems that this place is the "end" of this series of illusion cloisters.
In fact, such a distance, if it is replaced by an ordinary corridor, it can be completed in 15 minutes. But at the moment, even if it took half an hour to finish, the seal was exhausted. Physical fitness is okay, mainly mental fatigue. He is not blind, nor has he received professional training. It is extremely difficult to close his eyes and walk for so long. If you are interested, you can try it, close your eyes, don't open it in the middle, and go to every room in your familiar home, and you will understand the difficulty. Right... pay attention to safety.
"It seems to be the end." Long Yao, who walked in the second place, opened his mouth.
Feng opened his eyes and adjusted to the light that was not too bright. Then he saw the "end", a door that seemed to be cast by human flesh and blood.
On the "meat door", some vascular-like meridians depict a poem of the ghost palace:
[Pearl sparkling, gemstones,
The gate of the Immortal Palace.
The clothes are fluttering and radiant.
Fairies are coming.
Echo,
Wonderful sounds around the beam,
Their mission is to sing only;
Praise the wisdom of his king is unparalleled. 】
[Spurline task progress update]
[Find out all six "Ghost Palace", current progress 5/6]
"This is the fourth paragraph, then... now there is only the sixth paragraph." Feng Shuh said, indifferently touched the door handle made of bones.
"Mad brother, here I am going ahead." Long proud suggested.
"It's okay." Feng Shou has already put away the bat, and this time he did not even wear the "eye of hatred".
Before in the restaurant, when Roderick drove the chandelier, because of its hiding in the dark, the eyes of Hidden did not capture him. When he later manipulated the chair, he realized that Roderick’s goal was the wooden chair itself. It can be seen that for this kind of monster that takes an indirect attack, the eye of hatred is useless.
Pushing open the door, there is a medium-sized room with no windows and no lights on all sides, only the four walls and white bones that are made of flesh and blood. The ceiling is covered with long black hair, and the hair is twisted together in a specific way to form an arched roof.
Apart from this door, there is no exit in this room.
On the bone beam in the middle of the room, two bodies were hanging, one male and one female, all of which were by the intestines and hung in the air.
The man is in a black classical suit, and the woman is in white. The two bodies are completely free of signs of corruption. The skin is white and the eyes are closed. The body is full of an unspeakable "dead air."
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